Rubbing her aching throat she sat on the edge of the desk Mr. Jackson had vacated. She watched him turn around and push her legs apart with his strong...hands. Moving between them he caressed her breasts. He felt them in his palms as if he were weighing them, making them bounce softly. After a minute or two of that he began to squeezed them, gentle at first and then harder until she was gasping in pain. His fingers slid to her nipples, thumbing them for a moment before pinching them. Twisting and. As we waiting for her mother to come out of her room i never expected to be as surprised as i was. Her mother finally came out after a long wait and my heart couldn't help but to race only because i had longed to see her in something revealing for a long time. She had wore only two pieces of clothing. It was a thin satin pajama two piece night wear. The top was silky slightly see through satin with light flower designs all over. It fit not to tight as i could still see that she was not wearing. I couldn’t believe it, thetruckers were right in front of me. He said , “squat and piss Slut.” I musthave been as red as a beet when I lifted the shirt, squatted and began to pissright there in the dirt. The truckers started pointing and making comments as Idid it while they watched. “Where’d you get that Slut,” one asked. “Found herin the garbage,” Alan told them. “Think maybe you could share her, ” anotherasked. “Sure boys have. Ifollowed her as Danielle took us to the kitchen. "Take your shoes off girls, it's raining you will need your wellies,coats and sowesters."We removed our footwear and replaced it with pink Wellington boots. Pinkplastic knee length coats were next, with the outdoor clothing completedwith a sowester of the same material on our heads held in place with anelastic strap under our chins. Julia and I walked to the car following Donna and Danielle. We werestrapped into the seatbelts at the.